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Sunday, May 10, 2015

WATER BOTTLE

I’ve
never hated anyone. I get angry sometimes at people, we all do, but I think I skip
the step of hatred and sort of move to this feeling of sadness when I’m faced
with someone who doesn’t like me. What is hate? It’s so easy to say “I hate him”
but what do we really hate about them? Do we hate the idea of them or the fact that
we have some idea of him? The fact that he or she is able to take up a moment
of your thought and that jus infuriates the person thinking. I once thought I hated
this kid in my 5th grade class, but the truth was, I just felt bad
for him because he was too dumb to realize that he was doing stupid things in
his life. I may not have all the answers, and I’m pretty damn sure I will never
have all of them, but I can guarantee that no matter where we go in our lives,
we are all on the same team, and we kind of have to be, whether we like it or
not because we are social creatures, and we have to think on a social level in
some way.